”Look at all these slave masters, posin’ on yo’ dollar” … On “JU$T,” Run The Jewels deliver some hard hitting lyrics attacking the money system and the injustice that comes with it. Let’s face it, capitalism isn’t the same as democracy. Democracy is everyone equal rights, and that’s not what a capitalist society delivers. If you can afford two lawyers when charged with something, of course you have an advantage compared to someone living in the projects with no money.

“State of the Union” is their new aggressive and simply fantastic track. Produced by DJ Premier, it’s “a fiery return to the frontlines as they take on Donald Trump and his fascist regime,” according to a new press release. It continues: “An unflinching statement about the destruction the current administration has unleashed on the country and its people, ‘State of the Union (STFU)’ speaks truth to power while urging people to fight against racism, injustice and oppression with their vote.”

On a sunny summerday, or more precise on the 11th of August 1973 at 1520 Sedgwick Ave, South Bronx, New York. DJ Kool (Clive Campbell) Herc’s Back To School Jam spawned the culture that we now know as Hip-Hop. This all started when his younger sister, Cindy Campbell, became inspired to earn extra cash for […]

10/10 … Amazing documentary about life in New York 1977. This is my #1 place I would go to if I knew how to time travel. I have always loved decadence, it gives me for some reason the feeling of being alive. Here we get to take a trip through the evolution of Hip Hop, with among others KRS-One and Afrika Bambaataa, through porn star Annie Sprinkle and the XXX live shows on 42nd street. The disco scene, the gay scene, the grafitti movement, the serial killer Son of …..

”Cold War” an amazing track, pure and raw project poetry with a haunting sample underneath. Just read the lyrics: ”Babies cryin’ brothers dyin’ and brothers getting knocked
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, cold worldIt was the night before New Year’s, and all through the fuckin’ projects
Not a handgun was silent, not even a Tec
Outside as I’m stuck, by enemies who put fear
And blasted on the spot before the pigs were dere
You know hoods robbers snipers new in sight, fuck blue and white
They escape before them flash the fuckin’ lights